There are a couple of stories that I remember well.
1st. My parents and family all went to Manti the night before the wedding since we had to be to the temple quite early. We stayed in the Manti motel just below the temple. When we got to the temple we were early and Marie's family had not yet arrived. I started to get concerned when they were really late and even went outside and paced in front of the temple in my temple white suit. They finally arrived and I found out that Ann had slept in and so she was late getting ready and thus late meeting the family since she was staying in Provo and they were at the house in Mapleton. Marie was still very beautiful even though she was frustrated as well.
We didn't have the reception that night and since I didn't have a photographer there at our wedding then Uncle Orie took a few pictures of us after we came out of the temple. We then got in the old blue chevy truck that dad owned and I had taken to college. We went south from Manti and drove to Centerfield where I showed Marie where my grandparents had lived and where their graves were. We went back to Mapleton where we stayed in the house that night. When we went to bed Marie came out dressed in her pajama's complete with toes enclosed.
We went to Duchesne the next morning and had the reception that night. We stayed that night in the hotel when the reception was over. It was fun because we had rooms for all of the other guests, LD Singers, as well as others. We had our room right in the middle of theirs. However we drove around long enough that they were al in their rooms and didn't see us come in. It was fun listening to them though through the walls.
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